Second Trial!

As a fellow inheritor of the same lineage, he knew better than anyone how terrifying that punch was. It was an extremely difficult fist technique within the Heaven-Treading Immortal Emperor's inheritance, involving the intent of reincarnation and possessing boundless power!

Even he himself had poured immense effort into it before barely touching its threshold.

Yet this "Li Feiyu" before him had executed it with such effortless ease!

On the Dragon Might Platform.

Chen Changqing slowly withdrew his fist, as though he had merely done something utterly insignificant.

He did not even turn around to look at Niu Lieshan, whom he had sent flying with a single punch.

His gaze passed through the silent crowd and landed precisely on Area Eight.

On the young man in the dark cyan robes, whose face had turned livid.

Their gazes met in the air once more.

This time, there was no longer any probing.

The corners of Chen Changqing's lips curled upward slightly, forming an arc tinged with amusement.

He raised a hand and made a gesture toward the dark-cyan-robed youth from afar.

A throat-slitting gesture.

Then his calm yet distinct voice rang throughout the arena.

"Who's next?"

"Who's next?"

Chen Changqing's voice was not loud, yet it was like a heavy hammer smashing viciously into the hearts of everyone on the stone platform.

The entire Dragon Gate stone platform was silent as a graveyard.

Those challengers who had previously clamored about unfairness and been eager to try now all lowered their heads, not even daring to glance at the Dragon Might Platform.

The sneer on the Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan youth's face had long since frozen, leaving behind only fear and dread.

The Demon Race members from Southern Ridge knew best how powerful Niu Lieshan was. The defense of that armored rhinoceros